Douluo: Peerless Angel Glory

Ignoring the pale explanation, the Angel God looked into the endless distance, opened his red lips, and whispered:

"I can feel that the broken Angel God's throne is being eroded by evil power..."

Ling Bai's eyes condensed, the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King!

The Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King is the guardian soul beast under the first generation of Rakshasa God's throne. He was ordered to hide in the blood sea of ​​the Slaughter City. He is insidious and cunning, and has a remarkable record.

Ten thousand years ago, Haotian Douluo Tang Chen, one of the three peerless Douluos, was controlled by it and became the King of Slaughter until Tang San used the light of the Sea God to purify Tang Chen's mind.

Unable to survive the 700,000-year heavenly tribulation, the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King took the risk to snatch the broken Angel God's throne from Bibi Dong, and has been hiding in the old site of the Slaughter City since then.

According to the induction of the Angel God, this evil soul beast was so bold that it tried to devour the power of the Angel God's throne!

"I will take back the angel throne as soon as possible."

"Yes."

The Angel God responded softly, and the remnant appeared. First, it was stimulated by the trident rune on Wang Dong'er's forehead, thinking that the Sea God came to Douluo Continent regardless of everything, but the trident rune was just a control mark.

Second, it wanted to remind Ling Bai that the angel throne had been broken, and the divine power contained in it was the treasure that all creatures longed for.

The blood-red nine-headed bat emperor was an evil soul beast, which conflicted with the sacred attributes of the angel throne. It was hard to guarantee that the first generation of Rakshasa God had not taught it strange secrets. The angel throne must be taken back as soon as possible to prevent the leakage of the angel power.

Fortunately, before leaving the capital, Jianmu Douluo asked Ning Fengya to send people to explore the old site of the Killing City. When the Soul Master Competition was over, Ling Bai would probably get the news.

"I don't know when we will meet next time, keep working hard, little guy."

The figure of the Angel God became fainter and fainter until it completely dissipated, and the only remaining remnant fell asleep again.

There was silence all around. Cannian was also a god, one level higher than humans. They were obsessed with the holy beauty of angels, and were also terrified by the arrogance and majesty of gods.

Regent Xu Tianran tightly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair. At this moment, he finally understood why the Holy Spirit Church wanted to kill Ling Bai like a demon.

That was not an ordinary six-winged angel at all. The will of the angel god was sleeping deep in his blood!

Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan stepped onto the stage tremblingly and announced:

"In the first game of the semi-finals, the Angel Temple will play against the Tang Sect. The Angel Temple won!"

The seven people of the Tang Sect hung their heads helplessly. After all, they failed to make up for the huge gap in strength. The martial soul fusion skills that they thought were their trump cards collapsed at the touch of a button.

Beibei's straight back bent down, like an old man in his twilight years. Tang Ya, Tang Sect, Shrek Academy, the top three precious things in his heart were all trampled under the feet of Ling Bai and the Angel Temple.

He Caitou supported the exhausted Huo Yuhao, whose eyes were bloodshot, filled with resentment and hatred.

Wang Donger covered her head, her head aching, and her eyes looking at Ling Bai in the distance were sometimes hateful and sometimes gentle, as if there were two consciousnesses arguing non-stop.

In the rest area of ​​the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, Xiao Hongchen crossed his legs and said leisurely:

"Another runner-up, runner-up is also good...

We have been quite successful in this competition. We didn't encounter any strong teams such as the Holy Spirit Church, the Body Sect, and the Tang Sect.

Anyway, we kicked Shrek Academy out in the group stage, which is enough to report to Grandpa and the people."

Meng Hongchen looked disgusted: "Waste brother, can you be a little more promising? Don't you want to fight for the finals?"

"It doesn't matter who wins the championship in the family. I admit that I can't beat my brother-in-law!" Xiao Hongchen argued, "It's you, classmate Xiaomeng!

You keep yelling about climbing the bed, why didn't I see you climb on it? I just rolled around on the bed with a pillow!

Don't be silly, my girlfriend is pregnant with her third child!"

"Xiao, Hong, Chen!"

Meng Hongchen was instantly angry and said nothing, and kicked his brother's hips!

With the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy defeating the Tianlong Sect, the two teams in the finals of the Soul Master Competition were officially released.

Angel Temple VS Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

This is a match with a huge disparity in strength. The real combat power of Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy is not among the top four in this competition. The breakthrough in the group stage was due to the Angel Temple killing the Holy Spirit Church, which led to the withdrawal of the Holy Spirit Church.

The outside world unanimously believed that the Angel Temple won the championship in advance, and the finals were just a formality.

However, the hot atmosphere in Mingdu did not decrease because the Soul Master Competition lost suspense, and another exciting competition was about to begin.

The finals of the Mingdu Soul Master Elite Competition hosted by the three major underground forces will be held on the eve of the Soul Master Competition!

...

Linglong Pavilion.

Ning Fengyu lazily lay on the sofa, her manners without any noble lady's demeanor, playing with a strand of blue-gold hair, and her beautiful and flawless feet gently kicked the handsome young man on the other side:

"Tomorrow is the final of the Soul Master Competition. I heard from Xiaotian that you are not participating."

"Yeah."

"The champion is within your reach! What a pity to give it up!"

"In the eyes of the world, the Angel Temple has long been the champion."

Ling Bai pushed away the pair of white and tender feet that were making trouble, and said lightly: "A little fame is not worth mentioning, we only want benefits.

The time for the Soul Master Competition is coming soon, are you going to continue to play badly?"

"Okay, okay, I worked hard to get rid of my sister and the old man, why are you scolding me too."

Ning Fengyu pouted and slowly got up: "Xiaobai, those...are you arranged?"

Ling Bai made an OK gesture, Ning Fengyu nodded slightly, and a hint of excitement flashed in the depths of her beautiful blue-gold eyes. Ling Bai didn't care about the Soul Master Competition champion, and she certainly didn't care about the Soul Master Competition champion.

The continental war started, Xu Tianran frantically harvested all rights, Linglong Pavilion had no choice but to choose to leave the Sun and Moon Empire, but before leaving, they made a big profit!

Ling Bai took out a thin piece of human skin, and after putting it on, his original unparalleled appearance became an ordinary handsome guy.

Eighth-level soul guide, disguise mask.

Today he went to the Soul Master Competition venue with Linglong Pavilion. The ninth-level soul guide Qian Mei Yao Rong was on the face of the Death Prison Douluo, so he found an eighth-level disguise mask.

Ning Fengyu stared at Ling Bai, and after a while, she said faintly: "Change your face, I like handsome ones."

"You have so many requirements."

Ling Bai complained, silently changed a face that was slightly inferior to his real face, Ning Fengyu immediately smiled and took the initiative to hold Ling Bai's arm and went downstairs.

The Soul Master Competition was held in the suburbs of Mingdu, and Linglong Pavilion had prepared a carriage in advance.

The two of them pushed aside the curtain and saw the holy angel Ye Guyi who was breathing deeply inside. His movements were inexplicably cute. Ling Bai laughed and said:

"Are you nervous?"

Ye Guyi was wearing a goose yellow dress, which made her look more noble and elegant, sacred and inviolable. She said firmly:

"I'm not nervous. The responsibility of the angel family is to eliminate evil. I will never let evil soul masters poison the Douluo Continent!"

"Do your best. Aunt Yu and I will support you from behind."

In the meeting room of the Qingse Hotel, Tian Centipede Douluo Nangong Wan paced anxiously, glancing at the hanging clock from time to time, and muttered to himself:

"Why hasn't the Death Prison Douluo arrived yet..."

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened with a bang, and three figures strode into the meeting room. The person in the lead was the Death Prison Douluo that Nangong Wan had been thinking about day and night!

"Brother Death Prison, Revenge, Old Seven, we've finally got you!"

Nangong Wan came forward eagerly.

Vengeance Douluo, a worshiper of the Holy Spirit Church, with the spirit of Vengeance, a level 94 Titled Douluo.

Masked Douluo, the seventh elder of the Holy Spirit Church, with the spirit of Demon Maggot, a level 91 Titled Douluo.

The Soul Instructor Competition is related to the plans of the Holy Spirit Church. Among the three major underground forces, the Aodu Chamber of Commerce is not worth mentioning, but the Linglong Pavilion Master is a secluded person. Nangong Wan is worried that she is a hidden master, so for the sake of safety, he invites Death Prison Douluo to come and take charge.

Death Prison Douluo, he is kind, and brings Vengeance Douluo and Masked Douluo to accompany Nangong Wan.

"These three little kids represent the Xishui League to participate in the competition?"

Vengeance Douluo grinned, and his black rotten teeth and evil aura scared the three people.

Since knowing that Death Prison Douluo was in charge of Xishui League, Huo Yuhao and Cai Tou disappeared directly, and the Xishui League contestants became the two disciples of the third elder Minglei Douluo, No. 96 Huang Zheng, No. 98 Mo Ke, and a sixth-level soul guide trained in Xishui League.

"Brother Vengeance, don't tease them." Nangong Wan was helpless, "Listen carefully, the three of you, the rules of the competition have been discussed by the three underground forces, and we will send three people from each of the three parties to participate.

Make a soul guide within three hours, with no limit on materials. After the soul guide is made, nine people will compete to compete for the championship of the soul guide competition.

The leader and the crown prince Xu Tianran attach great importance to the soul guide competition and hope that we can try to conquer the two underground forces in a peaceful way. The key lies in whether you can defeat the contestants of Linglong Pavilion and Aodu Chamber of Commerce.

If one of you can win the soul guide competition, in addition to the ninth-level soul guide awarded by the competition, I will give you an extra treasure on behalf of Xishui League."

After that, Nangong Wan took out a box, and the moment it was opened, a murderous aura like a golden sword and iron horse escaped.

Huang Zheng and the other two were only Soul Emperors. They suddenly felt as if they were facing a steel torrent composed of millions of troops. The brutal killing intent almost made them lose their souls. They all stimulated their martial souls and barely stabilized their minds.

In the box, there was a cylinder lying quietly, about 1.5 meters long, with a cone at the front and a ring groove at the back, shining with a metallic luster.

"Nine-level fixed soul guide shells, destruction storm!" Nangong Wan said, "This is my personal collection, as a reward for genius soul guides.

If you want to have it, fight hard to win!"

"Yes, leader!"

Huang Zheng and the other two shouted in unison. For soul guides, nine-level fixed soul guide shells are more attractive than soul bones. That means the peak of soul guide technology in the world!

Many powerful people such as the Body Sect, Shrek Academy, and Xingluo Empire were horrified when they heard about the blockade of the Sun and Moon Empire, because five nine-level fixed soul guide shells were deployed in each direction of the southeast and north!

In addition, with the Extreme Douluo guarding, the three directions are impregnable, without any weakness. The major forces have no choice but to attract allies to face the unknown West together.

With the ninth-level fixed-type soul guide shells, they can not only study the soul guide technology at all times, but also hold super weapons that make 99% of the soul masters on the mainland feel terrified!

If one does not obey, they will die together!

Seeing the three people burst into fighting, Nangong Wan waved his hand and retracted the destruction storm. The four evil Douluos walked in front, and Huang Zheng and the other two followed closely. Surrounded by a large number of soul masters under the Xishui League, they walked towards the outskirts of Mingdu.

At the venue of the Soul Master Competition, the three underground forces circled the venue of more than 10,000 square meters. In the distance, people from the three underground forces blocked the road and prohibited ordinary pedestrians from approaching.

The three underground forces are clearly divided. The members of the Xishui League in the middle are all dressed in black clothes and black pants, just like the domineering posture of the leader of the underground forces.

The leader of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce on the left is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a purple cloak and looking handsome.

The president of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, An Litong, is a Soul Douluo. Under his leadership, the Aodu Chamber of Commerce has committed all kinds of evil, including trade, smuggling, and assassination.

On the right is Linglong Pavilion. Ning Fengyu has always been mysterious. Few people have seen her true face. It is only known that the owner of Linglong Pavilion is named Fengyu. In just a dozen years, she has established an underground force that ranks among the top three in Mingdu.

Ning Fengyu is very charming when she is serious. She has a beautiful appearance, a mature and charming figure, and a noble and graceful gesture. The fresh life breath of Tianqing Tenghuang is refreshing.

There were bursts of gasps around, and Nangong Wan teased Death Prison Douluo:

"Brother Death Prison, it's better to meet her in person than to hear about her. The Linglong Pavilion Master is indeed a beauty of her generation. Let's capture her and enjoy her!"

"Brother Nangong, you are too polite. From now on, you and I are brothers who are sincere and honest..."

Nangong Wan blinked. Why did he feel that Death Prison Douluo's words were squeezed out from his teeth?

The three major underground forces entered the venue, followed by the seven referees of the Soul Master Competition. They were from the Sun and Moon Royal Family, three of them were level nine soul masters, and the remaining four were level eight.

The tall old man sitting in the middle of the referee's seat stood up, raised his right hand, and a silver light shot up into the sky.

Starry Sky Douluo, Ye Yulin!

Starry Sky Douluo Ye Yulin's cultivation level is between level ninety-two and ninety-three. His combat power is not inferior to that of Mingde Hall Master Jing Hongchen. He is good at making various high-altitude soul guides, and the title of Starry Sky comes from this.

The Eye of Fear was created by Ye Yulin in his early years, and the high-altitude detection soul guide was also created by him. The ninth-level soul guide awarded to the champion of this Soul Guide Competition is called the Sun and Moon Divine Needle, which is the proudest work of Star Douluo Ye Yulin.

The Soul Guide Competition is in full swing, and two figures sneaked into the Sun and Moon Treasure House in Mingdu City. Looking at the guards at the door of the treasure house, Ling Qiuxi clenched the golden dragon spear.

"Golden tortoise, cover me..."

The dark golden turtle patted its shell:

"Yes, Rui... wise Miss Ling Qiuxi!

Turtle, I am the best at covering!"

The core of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, the soul masters under Linglong Pavilion looked at the empty guards and showed a cold smile.

Xishui League Headquarters.

Ning Tian, ​​Wu Feng, Nana, Xie Huanyue, and Nanmen Yuner gathered together, and Ning Tian was lying on the head of the miniaturized 80,000-year-old soul beast Holy Light Spirit Dragon.

Most of the Xishui League's strong men were transferred away by Nangong Wan, leaving only two or three big cats and small cats. Ning Tian turned his head and made a shushing gesture to everyone, and waved his hand forward gently.

Enter the village quietly, don't shoot!